There are times, especially when things turn sour, many blame destiny or fate instead of gracefully accepting their imperfection. It’s singularly infelicitous, how only a handful of people I have met so far have had the grit to blame self for their choices, words and actions. Is it really that difficult to blame self? Perhaps, the instinctive desire to see self as a good person make them shift the blame to something which won’t even care to argue with such utter nonsense. In essence, these are manipulative, unscrupulous, and devious people. Certainly, some face unescapable unpredictable horrors that might be beyond their imagination, such as, accidents, diseases. However, I have seen innumerable who take refuge of destiny to mask their fault, their laziness, indiscipline, and lack of morality, this is the place where they find their oasis, their querencia; they conveniently forget the existence of “just” (or karma) which is omnipresent, which is neither kind nor cruel, neither in favour nor against, neither early not late, neither victim nor perpetrator; it can never be outrun. The universe never makes an effort to demean you, it lets you control everything, yet instead of being grateful we try to find excuses to blame it and that’s what destiny is for them - an excuse of weakling, slave and moral-less souls to shift blame. On the contrary, destiny is what you work for, what you pursue, what you seek for the higher purpose, you have a choice in the matter. What you believe, you act out, you account for it. What you truly seek is vigorously seeking you. You control everything!
A random note from my beloved professor (2017)
- written with phone -
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